The Branded Female Fencer

"Wait, sister. Don't bother me, don't you have one greeting?

Everyone thinks, "Do something extra." Rubbing with people who don't get the hang of it here doesn't have one advantage for Blackhawk. We're out of commission, and even if we win the fight, we don't have anything to gain. They are battlefield professionals. It only works with profit.

But Gergeda's role within the regiment is to "make a rub," and Gergeda was certainly a pro in that regard. He is stupid but not stupid. Everyone somehow felt that Gergeda was bound to have intentions when she uttered a word, and that she felt the same without much, but she was undeniably somewhat anxious to be able to rub herself in this situation without Valsas.

A magician-style woman called Ehruare in one of Gergeda's words stopped her legs, looked back again at the faces of the Blackhawk and observed the look on her face.

"What can I do for you?

"If you were a director of both Subetas earlier, say sorry. If you turned your kill on the battlefield, you can't complain, even if you're a kid or killed, right?

"Hmm, you mean that? But there is no need to apologize. Some of you seem to be aware that I'm the one who helped you?

As Aeluare said, no one gave an angry look in her seemingly rude words either. And Gergeda felt the same thing, so I wouldn't dare argue with it. It was also his character that Gergeda tangled in Aeruare, but there was also another purpose.

And to Gergeda, who said nothing, Aeluare tried to return her heels again without changing one expression, but at that time Gergeda still called her again.

"Wait."

"... what can I do for you yet? You're a man who annoys people."

"They often say, but only one more thing. Why did you break in on the way to just watch at first?

The word now drew attention to Gergeda. It's the same as Lexus and Lexus doesn't know Aeruare was excluding the earlier scene. That's why her signs suddenly appeared so close, and I was heartily surprised.

For the first time, Aeluare's eyebrows moved slightly to Gergeda's words. And even though Aeluare was not obliged to answer, he accidentally answered Gergeda's question.

"... because I found out it was irrelevant."

"Like yourself?

"Why would you think that?"

"That's what I'm talking about. You look like you've been spending years without moving a single expression for the face you can see inside. Ironhide is also a good place. There's some kind of determination in my mind. It's pretty dark, too."

"Well, there's a searcher in the mercenary. I was a little suspicious you weren't."

Eirualle began to crack her mouth from herself, precisely because Gergeda's question was shooting straight at her. Or maybe if I tried it on her, there was some anger I didn't get to meet whoever I was looking for here.

Now Gergeda didn't have to listen, she started talking to me.

"Here comes the Archbishop of Arnelia"

"Oh, I see."

"Recently, I've led a group of mercenaries close to the Arnelian Church, you know a female mercenary?

"Come on? I know you're a woman, but I don't even know who you are."

"Name is Alphilis. Black hair, tall female mercenary. If the Arnelian Church is coming out, I thought maybe this one, too."

What's wrong with that mercenary?

It was Louis who pinched my mouth here. I reacted to the name of Alphilis. Louis knew as far as Alphilis said he was going to build a mercenary regiment, but he didn't know he was forming one earlier that day. The recent situation on the eastern side of Arnelia is a matter of concern, as Louis also moved here as a base in the north and west.

Louis with his mouth pinched, but Aeluare was not particularly offended by it. Instead, maybe I can't help but really want to talk inside my belly. Her words added weight.

"... vengeance."

"What?

"Alphilis is my father's vengeance."

Aeluare's words were heavy, but sharp as swords. Her words were engraved on Louis' chest, as if she were willing.

If you're a mercenary or something, resentment is normal. It is unusual or irrelevant that a man who hates is someone's enemy. It is an indiscipline that everyone must be prepared for if they are to fight, but it seemed that Ehruare's words bore even deeper causes and resentments. I felt a whirling obsession, and even Louis creeped out. It's not just a vendetta. Louis observes even more attentively the look on Aeruare's face.

"I will advise you." Heavenly Running Millions of Feathered Mercenaries, "commonly known as Jaeger, is a mercenary regiment destined to eventually perish. If you're too intimate, we'll see you cry later, okay?

"Then it's up to our captain to decide. It's no use threatening me."

"It's not a threat, it's a fact. If you get involved with them, you'll regret it."

That's what's left of it, Aeluare, but Gergeda felt uncomfortable when she saw her mouth laugh thinly as she left. You don't regret it, I'll make you regret it - because I found out the woman said it in the dark.

Canato and Valsas emerged from behind them as Aeruare left and everyone looked at each other. It was Mireille who noticed as soon as possible the captain of the regiment, who was invisible if he noticed. Mireille didn't care about Aeruare or anything, so she noticed Valsas' emergence the most. Zerver, captain of the third squad, follows her.

"Ah, it's the captain!

"Captain, where have you been?

"Canato says there are good acquaintances. lay low and watched softly."

"The kids without the product just now, yes, but it was that woman that bothered me. He's been lying around here forever. And you sneaked the demon king and hung half of those kids on us, didn't you? Things could have gotten worse, so I showed up and pulled. Those kids will know that. I don't suppose we care more for that woman than the bugs stuck in the bird."

All Blackhawk faces felt uncomfortable as Canato said in a peppered spit. Canato, who is also a Blackhawk sensor, can't help but listen. Though his words contain a lot of subjectivity, when Canato's attitude is so bad that he never absurds his voice from time to time, it was only then that the circumstances can be guessed.

On the side, Valsas looked a little difficult, but he called out to everyone as he laid his hands on Canato's shoulders.

"Listen, forget about those women and the kids. And don't get involved from now on. This is an order from the Captain."

In a word from Valsas, Blackhawk stopped pursuing any more and went in to prepare to withdraw, but Betts and Zeldos gently drop in on him. I guess they still have something to worry about.

"Who did you think the captain was, by the way?

In response to Zeldos' question, Valsas answered with a difficult face.

"Probably the Sorcery Church's conquest unit. And he was with the four sisters of Spears."

"Spears... that's the Great Demon King..."

"He's got a big voice."

Valsas takes control of Zeldos. Betts was surprisingly calm.

"Was it true, after all, that there have been rumors before? The Magic Church is used to the Great Demon King."

"I don't know which one is the owner. I believe we're in a fighting relationship or watching each other. But don't tell anyone. If we find out about it, the Magic Church could target us. We're sorry to hear about your opponents who use magic."

"Seriously... but we're also vulnerable to witchcraft because it's the only drawback. There's nothing we can do without Grossfeld. It's really not a good idea to work with them. But Gergeda doesn't know what he's thinking, does he?

"That's under consideration."

Valsas sees Gergeda as chilling. Gergeda is at times docile while letting his own men prepare to withdraw. Gergeda is not the kind of person who is good at hiding things. Especially when it comes to my enjoyment. Gergeda saw Aeruare and definitely came up with something interesting.

Meanwhile, Aeluare turns back to Ingville and finishes a full report. Ingville was getting her report while doing his job, but with the end of the report he stopped brushing.

"So the three rear sheds, cello grace, and hamnets were adults?

"Yes, at least there was no senseless rampage. I suppose it's scarier to defy the words of my sister, McBellas, than to say that she's following us."

"Sure, but that's fine. They won't be able to tell her differently than McBellas can't get out of the castle. Plus, you'll follow our lead. So, you let Blackhawk nail you well?

Ingville elbows the desk, hands together, jaws on top of it and asks Aeluare. Aeruare also returned it with no expression.

"I didn't see Valsas, the captain of the regiment. So I don't know how effective it is, but I don't suppose we'll be on the side of the Alphilis or anything else. I thought that would be the only harvest."

"You sure do. At the previous meeting, Alphilis remained strictly under observation. At the end of the day, the chairman's remarks were huge, but at this stage, he said, it's a prerequisite to figure out how free her curse is."

"So my turn is still...?

"Don't be. For a while, your chances of taking revenge are long gone."

Words of Ingville, and Aeruare, who bit his teeth. Seeing that look, Ingville leaks a cunning grin.

"Don't worry, I'm not a very long minded man. You know better than to sit and wait for the Alpha Reese curse to be lifted.

"Yes. So what are you going to do with her?"

"Well, watch. Even if I don't get my hands on it, I'll show you how much I can do. There's also the head of our faction. We'll make it work."

When Ingville sounded his fingers, he gathered butterflies, the demons of use. Each one was beautiful, but very thin when the butterfly was dense by the time it was unusual, and Aeruare could not distract himself from that sight that emitted demonic beauty while still feeling unfamiliar with the demon of the man who was also his master, just watching what he did.

Continued